Thursday, March 15, 2012

Eye Of The Storm

Eye Of The Storm
By Miranda Caverley

The clouds may come the winds may change, the rains may fall to stain my face.
But safe within loves embrace, I find the blessings of his the eye of the storm

I hold a compass in my hand, as it shows me to go ahead.
Into the great unknown, into the vast rugged sea waters, 
as I search for my treasures.
Jesus shines his star down on me, lighting my way.
In the midst of the storm he is there.
At last I have found my treasure, in the eye of the storm.

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